#bloodedhearts

[cryogenicmuses]

@bloodedhearts (Shadowheart) // continued from this post

No, Lae'zel didn't particularly care that Shadowheart was giving her attitude. A part of her was wishing she had just ran by the pod on the nautiloid, but having another in combat proved useful.

"Chk."

That was her first response. But, well, they couldn't always be at odds.

"I hope you have not forgotten, Shadowheart, but we do still have to find the crèche. There, we will finally be able to cure the ghaik infection." Her mouth pressed into a hard line. "That must be our priority."

[dcvium]

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"I don't really know what I like or want." The little elf's brows knit as she sat beside Astarion. Maybe... maybe on some level he would understand. He and Shadowheart were likely the only ones who could. "Do you ever have that problem? Like you don't know what or who you are anymore?"

[killedllove]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐰𝐧. On the one hand, it was familiar. Having lived most of their life in the shadows literally and metaphorically, Astarion found a strange comfort in the darkness that they knew well. On the other hand, however, he could not particularly say he enjoyed it. It was one thing to choose it, but it was another to have it forced upon you and leaving you with little other option. They wondered passively if that was something that the half-elf ever felt, in the chambers devoted to Shar. If Shadowheart ever held such a love-hate relationship with the shadows, even if they suspected they'd not easily admit it.

Although Astarion rarely found little to demotivate himself from poking his companions for amusement, something about the Underdark made them not. Was it the stillness, the fact that much like them sunlight had not touched most things here (if ever) ? Instead, as they lounged by campfire, Astarion glanced up at the infinite darkness overhead and thought aloud: " It's a bit strange, knowing we're essentially just running around a giant cave. Do you think they ever fear a cave in ? How dreadful the mess it would make would be... "

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 @bloodedhearts

[heroinesjcrney]

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"Mister Bridgerton--!" Sophie hastily stood up, dipping into a quick curtsy. She had assumed the room was empty and thus, she could do her cleaning. She couldn't believe she hadn't noticed the third born of the Bridgertons was already occupying the room.

"Apologies, if I had noticed you earlier I would not have entered." She kept her head bowed, avoiding eye contact with him. While the Bridgerton women had been nothing short of kind to her, her interactions with the men of the family (other than Benedict) were minimal at best. She wasn't quite sure what they thought of her.

[fcntasyadvcnturc]

@bloodedhearts liked for a starter - penelope and colin

penelope loved to watch colin. TRUE she loved watching everybody, listening in to their gossip as they were blissfully unaware that a simple wallflower of a girl hung on their every word, but colin? no, penelope loved to watch colin for a far more DIFFERENT reason. colin bridgerton took her BREATH away, had done for the past FOUR years and while she was under no illusion that he would ever see her as more than a best friend, a SISTER figure, she couldn't help the way she gravitated towards him.

❛❛ colin! ❜❜ her smile was bright, INFECTIOUS, though inwardly she wanted to scream at him to notice her. ❛❛ will we be seeing you at the ball tonight? i am hoping to fill at least ONE name on my dance card. ❜❜ preferably colin's.

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Hope felt that urge within her kicking up again, her hand twitching over the blade she held in her hand with excitement as dark thoughts started plaguing her mind. She knew that if she continued to resist these urges, she'd end up with another headache and case of nausea.

It would just be easy to give in, let her urges win and not have to endure the pain...but it wasn't in her to give up without a damn fight!

Blue eyes glance over to the vampire spawn at his own tent, somehow feeling comforted by his presence. It at least helped to sim the urges a little. She doesn't want to put him in harm's way, but yet, can't help herself by walking over to him, making sure to put her knife away first. Astarion was the only one to accept her right away and not treat her differently for these...dark urges. He was the only one she could truly confide in with this.

"Hey. It's happening again." She pauses, clutching her head, feeling the throbbing come on. "Do you have something that could help? Maybe a good wine or...could we gaze at the stars?"

[videonoir]

　 　' 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰? it's been a long day. ' she had been able to keep quiet about her own past for so much of the journey and the business of the mind flayers, too busy with everyone else's quests for anyone to ask her about herself. but as soon as they entered baldur's gate, things had gotten stranger. the business with the absolutists would draw her family soon enough and all her work to go to the farthest reaches of faerun to avoid them were wasted.

@bloodedhearts / fantasy starter call.　

[dirtandclay]

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Dirt tries to appear as non-threatening as possible. After all, he wanted this Astarion fellow to know that he was on his side. A few days prior, Dirt had bumped into a monster hunter named Gandrel. Wary as they were about Vampires, Dirt's hatred for monster hunters ran deeper than their distrust of vampires.

❝Apologies,❞ says the tiefling. ❝My name is Dirt.❞

He is unsure if he should reveal more of his nature to the pale elf. After all, if this wasn't Astarion they were already off to a bad start... not wanting to make an ass of himself he takes a breath and gets straight to the point.

❝There is a man in these woods searching for one named Astarion. One who fits your description,❞ they say gravely. ❝I may be a rogue but this is not a bounty I wish to collect.❞

It was purely coincidental that the two had crossed paths, but Dirt didn't feel right not warning the alleged vampire spawn of such a man. He hadn't contemplated killing Gandrel at the time, especially at the risk of injury. But now a new idea formed in his fragmented mind...if he and Astarion teamed up to kill Gandrel, perhaps the vampire spawn would accompany him in ridding him of his parasite. Either that, or he might have information about it.